By Brian McManus February 17, 2005

Over the last month Sam Houston Race Park has been searching for Houston's best country singer. While it was puzzling to me that a horse track would be in the business of scouting out Space City's most golden-tinged twang, I decided to do the contest a friggin' service and enter. Country needs me, I thought to myself. Or at least this contest probably did. After all, how many times would the judges want to watch young, sexy girls in tight Rocky Mountain jeans belt out Reba McEntire's "Fancy"?... More >>>